Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Yet we don't know that until we meet.and when we do...We become friends or enemies.

Different styles and personalities.Eyes, mouth, nose, hair everything's is different.

You have your culture and i have mine.You have your language and i have mine.Spanish, English, French, Chinese we all speak different but yet we have to communicate.To me your language sounds weird.To you mine sounds weird.

We agree and disagree in what we believe, but that's the way it is.

We are so different but yet similar, but what can we do about it ?That's how the world goes.

We can't all be the same like clones.The world would be boring without so many culture's.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

My name is Fabiola. Some people call me Fabi. I like music, drawing, and other stuff. I created this blog to show what i think and get feedback. Im 13 years old. I was born on october 10 and im from Mexico. I am shy. Im the oldest in my family. I have 3 sisters and one brother. I am very close with my mom and we always do things together. I am in 8th grade and go to Urban Promise Academy.